Into myself, I go
searching
wandering
Where is she
the girl
who laughed
and loved freely?
She is hidden
unseen
invisible
I will find her
the girl
who dreamed
and lived fiercely
I miss her
completely
intensely
There she is
still smiling
not hiding
or even lost
She is within always
waiting
accessible
I welcome her
the girl
the woman
always within me
I will free her
entirely
easily
And, if I should lose her
once more
I’ll journey
back into myself.
© Leslie C Dobson
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